I wake up Saturday expecting it to be raining.
Off to the east I see pink.
Could it be the sun?
Again the weather people were wrong.
With the rain already moved away I went to Cedarville to help with trailwork.
AGAIN, the turnout was small.
Other than the liason and her significant other (I think they married) it was just me. Thats all the MORE people anyways.
Trailworks out there are always put on with "The Friends of Cedaville".
A group that, well they,....
To tell the truth I'm not sure what they do.
I guess they're just park enthusiasts who volunteer there for stuff.
Its really pissing me off.
Its kinda of embarrassing showing up and "The friends" only see 3 people from "that bike group".(MORE). I just imagine them talking about us at the next trailwork days with the equestrians or some other group.
I don't think that goes over real well when we try to get permission for night rides out there.
So I did the only thing I could do.
I busted butt as hard as I could.
Atleast when they talk about us they won't have anything bad to say about the bikers that actually show up.
I got a ride in there the next day.
With the rain from Friday, I didn't wanna take my chances elsewhere.
You can alwayss find something dry to ride out there.